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There is a moment, But it is seldom felt. It seems as though breath catches- Wind stops- And there is a pause in the relentless tide. That moment can stretch For what can seem like eternity… A blink, But an era passes… And true reflection is a possibility. Some never feel this wonder Some have never felt the tide or The ebb. They have had no heights to overcome And so no need to pause. I remember the moment I realised my make up, my core - Who I was - Was deemed abnormal, unusual And felt fear. Every moment since then I have fought so many wars Internal, external To be accepted, to be loved And lost. The wins last but a moment But the scars left are permanent Deep wounds. “Unconditional Love” a foreign concept And abstract. The unending moment does end. New, alien, acceptance And love Eventually emerges, with luck… And I smile.
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Nov 1, 2025
Nov 1, 2025 at 7:23 PM UTC
The Infinite Moment
There is a moment, But it is seldom felt. It seems as though breath catches- Wind stops- And there is a pause in the relentless tide. That moment can stretch For what can seem like eternity… A blink, But an era passes… And true reflection is a possibility. Some never feel this wonder Some have never felt the tide or The ebb. They have had no heights to overcome And so no need to pause. I remember the moment I realised my make up, my core - Who I was - Was deemed abnormal, unusual And felt fear. Every moment since then I have fought so many wars Internal, external To be accepted, to be loved And lost. The wins last but a moment But the scars left are permanent Deep wounds. “Unconditional Love” a foreign concept And abstract. The unending moment does end. New, alien, acceptance And love Eventually emerges, with luck… And I smile.
I have struggled my whole life with familial abuse, a struggle with gender identity, and ****** orientation. My journey has been an uphill climb, one that is never ending. Those who were supposed to love me, don't. But I have found love and acceptance, and will work until my final day to help others find that too.
#lgbt#gender#abuse
Wakey29
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33/NB/Nottingham
Nov 1, 2025
Nov 1, 2025 at 7:23 PM UTC
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